Please work panadol…… I’ve had a headache for two days. Very rare, usually after I have a good sleep it gets better. But I must have slept all through last night with this nagging throbbing in my skull. It has changed over the hours though, going from a tightness in my shoulders and neck, moving into a pressure like someone squeezing the back of my head. Later it was a dull pressure behind my eyeballs, with a pain on the right side of my head. Now it is a sharp pain in my left temple with tendrils moving behind my left eye. Coupled with a healthy dose of nausea it’s loads of fun. Ive been unlucky enough to get migraine headaches in my life, when I was a teenager it was quite regularly, now it’s only about twice or three times a year. What I have now has the symptoms of a migraine like dark throbbing pain and nausea, and sensitivity to light, but without the devastating sharp pain that makes me want to hit myself over the head. Thank god! What is lucky though is that two panadol and a big glass of water usually works. Unfortunately for some migraine sufferers more potent painkillers are needed which have an addictive element.
Luckily I was able to make it through the markets today, and sold lots of stuff!
musiccc loud musicc at the lansdowne and dirty shirlows hotcakes simo soo and svelte were fucking so good aaarghh and dancing and and… now i’m tired at work today. wore black and white guess tights, black lace up and buckle wedges, black lace long sleeve top black lace short dress, black lace collar and black sequinned short cardi, with my super blonde hair and mauve fake lashes i looked fucking hawettttt yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh now i’m tireeddddl. i love to dance aaaaww yeeeeeah.
i’m ok. right so I’m doing ROZELLE MARKETS in sydney tomorrow woo and I’ve got some AMAZING items of clothing! Highlights include vintage jumpers with lots of beading etc, leather jackets one of which is 80’s vintage with small batwings and panelled detail, heaps of vintage and new tops, all in good quality interesting fabrics, lots of button down collared shirts for girls, skirts and jackets in incredible prints, cute handbags and belts, and lots of designer stuff. no crap just wearable fun decent pieces. and best of all its cheap cheap cheap!
gah my life is so full of stuff i’m tired i just want to paint and go for walks and go out sometimes. 5 days a week of uni its literally the same amount of class hours as a full time job its really fucked. serious. then i work every saturday alll day then i do the markets on some sundays, going to be doing it more often aswell, then back to school monday. and inbetween this i have to see my folks, help with housework, cook sometimes, try and see my friends, do bloooody homework, go hunting for market stock, go grocery shopping for myself (i eat different stuff from my mum and dad most of the time, they dont like tofu fancy cheese and gluten free cereal,) and also update my all important blogs, (luckily i have a magical phone which means i can do it on the train,)……… and just this second i got an invite to the Mac to dance to columbian music with hot columbian men. TELL ME WHAT IS A GIRL TO DO of course i can’t go i have to sleep for 12 hours to recover before the markets. ok there is my massive complaining session out in the open. i feel better.